[WEEK 4, THURSDAY NIGHT PRE-CURFEW: Akira]

[she moves quietly towards Akira and Raven's hut after nightfall, but before curfew, silently hoping that Raven's absence means it'll be empty save for Akira. careful observation of his demeanor throughout the day revealed to her that his strength was wavering-- worry, a dash of panic, and most importantly fear, was etched into every single feature, to the point of where that spark in his eyes she admired so much was completely invisible]

[she didn't like it]

[. . . but she didn't know what to do about it, either]

[this wasn't her area of expertise. hell, just a few short weeks ago, she would've taken one look at that expression and kept her distance, allowing him to deal with his emotions all on his own. but her feet carry her before she can really think about it, and before she knows it, she's outside his door, standing with her hands linked behind her back and her expression neutral]

[she sucks in a deep breath]

Hey, Trickster! You home?

[WEEK 4, WEDNESDAY: Lief]

[by now, she's peeked into the rooms of a few others. caught glimpses of illusions that didn't belong to her, of scenes that had no emotional impact on her heart but rendered other people on this island speechless with fear and grief. she's purposefully avoided hers and Laphicet's door, knowing that whatever was on the other side wouldn't be anything pleasant]

[until now]

Oh brother. . . I wonder what it says about my own recklessness that I'm doing this. . .

[and so! with a sigh, she steps forward, hand brushing against the handle of the door. she gives it a twist, pushes it open, and--]

[-- Velvet's eyes, devoid of color, devoid of everything that made her Velvet, flickering towards her. her hands clawing at Artorius's, which are wrapped tight around her neck, suffocating her and wringing the last remnants of life and defiance from the woman's body]

[Magilou's breath hitches in her throat for the barest of moments]

[and then she slams the door shut]







. . . no thank you!

[WEEK 4, WEDNESDAY: Raven]

[fffffuck these doors]

[honesty, after the first time, Magilou isn't quite sure why she's opening hers and Laphicet's door again. maybe. . . she's testing herself? maybe the knowledge that this island is fucking with her head the way Melchior used to puts her on edge, and makes her want to prove to this goddamn island that she can take whatever mental abuse it throws at her]

[and so, here she is, standing in front of her door with a blank expression, once again watching Artorius strangle the one woman Magilou admired more than anyone else in the entire world to death. she's sort of standing in front of the doorway, trying to block the images within, but since she's short it isn't so difficult to see what's beyond from behind]

. . . it doesn't get any more riveting after the first time. . .

[WEEK 4, WEDNESDAY: Fie]

[illusions are illusions. visions are just visions. Magilou knows well enough by now not to give them an ounce of credence, and that's why she spends most of her time in this white room wandering from door to door, peeking into people's innermost fears and traumas]

[annnnd that's probably how she runs into Fie. poor Fie, who enters her own door and is immediately attacked by her classmate]

-- hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?! Don't give it that much power!

[TAKE THE ADVICE OF MAGILOU FIE AND DON'T TRY TO FIGHT YOUR CLASSMATE]